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His untrusting eyes stopped on my lips as if trying to see if I truly are it or was just using it to make him eat it. "It's not poisoned" I muffled as I chew the bacon and swallowed "If you don't want, I can eat it all" I began to eat my bacon again "I love a few things but i don't joke with food" I said in a matter of fact manner. Well I won't lie, I love food, Alot. I like writing, K-pop, k-drama, Animies and horror but I love food. Sometimes I wonder why I don't get fat and why people end up staring at me as if they have not seen a teenager that loves to eat just like the way Devin stare at me with his mouth open.

’ I suggested. ‘I can get behind that plan.’ Henrik chuckled. ‘As long as I’m not getting left out simply because I’m not the one with flying trauma.’ Gunnar said. ‘Don’t worry. I wouldn’t leave you out, Gunnar.’ I assured him. Our conversation continued fairly normally. We talked more about the plans after my heat ended while we waited for our wolves to finish up. Thankfully, they didn’t go for hours. Gunnar, Henrik, and I were in a heated debate on whether poutine was an acceptable food. They were pro, and I am firmly against it. While I like fries, I do not like them with brown gravy, and I don’t like cheese curd.

He said, it's true since I don't see him eat those pizzas that we ate earlier, he was sipping his drink quietly. "Then what was the drink you had?" "It's a milkshake, the flavour is good but people hate it." Well, I do hate that healthy food, I don't get why they love eating those foods, it doesn't make sense. "What about you?" "I like junk foods and also watermelon, watermelon are my favourite fruits." I said with stars in my eyes, every time when I think about the juicy watermelon in my mouth, it's delicious and amazing to eat.

It won't be nice going to the toilet over some new food in this dress. I looked over at his cup and saw that his ice cream was pink. “Is that strawberry flavor?” He looked down at his cup as if he hadn't been eating it all along. “Yes? What's wrong with it? Are you judging?” I'm sure he expected me to say no. “Hell yes, I am. Strawberry flavor is the worst.” “Just because you're eating Vanilla doesn't mean you should judge other people's food.” I scoffed at his immaturity. “When you're eating something less wrong, talk to me.”

“That’s so many.” “I really like them.” I nodded. “I see and why don’t you like sausage?” “It tastes funky to me. Kind of the texture too.” “Yes it does have a strange aftertaste I guess.” Mom said thoughtfully. “You know what taste I hate? Coconut. What a strange taste!” “So that’s why you don’t like Daddy’s pina coladas.” “He also is not the best drink maker.” “True enough,” I giggled as the waiter set our wine down.

It made me happier than I thought it should. “We seem to know quite a lot. What questions did he think we should be answering?” I asked. “What’s your favorite food?” I snorted. “Seriously? I like a lot of different foods. Again, it’s easier to say what I don’t like. I hate beets, sweet shrimp, and raw onions. I’m not fond of coffee. I like my alcohol fruit flavored. I prefer my steak rare, blue if possible. Mashed potatoes over baked. I don’t know… I like lots of stuff. Don’t you?”

“Sounds cool, i live football too. I supoort Chelsea.” “Me too.” “What do you not like?” “Um greed, talking too much, social media and short men.” The last aprt wa son purpose and he was kust laughing. “What do you have against short men?” “They arw just down to earth.” “Are you for reals? C’mon, donnot be like that,” “For me, i love working, making money and rim jobs.” “Wow…” “Yeah, i dislike seafoods, long skirts and women who cannot arch properly.”

Abigail put her phone away and came to the dining table. There was her favorite fried bread and onion soup and she could scarcely believe her eyes. "Mr. Zane, didn't you tell me that fried bread is unhealthy? Why did you buy it today then?" "Who said fried bread is unhealthy? Our forefathers had been eating it for hundreds of years now. You think our traditional food is much less healthy than some random street food? "Our people have a tradition of food spanning thousands of years, and no one knows when our food got slapped with the unhealthy tag. It's all down to those scheming mega corps' smear campaigns. Just eat what you want from now on."

"Normally I'm just a stream of nonsense." "You've said several profound sentences to me, and I've spent less than thirty minutes talking to you. Nonsense is not the word that comes to mind. Amanda, I'm probably getting a bit ahead of myself here but what's your opinion on Korean food? Be warned, I will judge you harshly." "Oh. Well... I've... I've never had any but I'm generally in favour of most Asian food, except if it's death by fiery pepper of doom, in which case I'm slightly less in favour. How's that?"

“Do you have any allergies I should know about?” “No, but I hate onions,” I say. “Ugh, yeah, me too,” he says with a scowl on his face. “Is there another type of food you don’t like?” “Mushrooms, I don’t get why people eat them,” I explain making a face of disgust. “Oh, come on! Portobello is not bad!” Leopold exclaims. “Yuck!” My reply makes him laugh. “Ok, it’s your turn to ask me something, Emma.”